Bred by the Hive Ch. 15

Still, part of Marion's mind was embarrassed beyond belief to see Chloe and her family watch her perform in front of them. But another part, a growing part that Marion wanted to deny, felt a secret thrill. Part of her felt excited by the erections in Stephan's and Christopher's pants. Part of her, a part she didn't fully recognize, wondered what would happen if they made love to her. Paul had taken her virginity and she had only been with him her entire life. The thought of having sex with other men, different men, younger men, excited her, and she didn't know if the thought was her own or her rider's. It was getting harder and harder to tell the difference.

"Keep at it, dear," said Chloe, in a low, husky voice. She slipped a hand into her pants, and to Marion's great surprise she saw Chloe shamelessly rubbing herself. Her own sister was actually masturbating to Marion's sexual performance!

For a moment, Marion stared into Chloe's eyes, saw the look of pure lust, and quickly looked away. She had seen that look before from other men, but never her from a woman. Never from her sister! It excited and frightened her. She sensed Chloe wanted something from her now, something she had never wanted before, and Marion was not at all sure she could give it to her.

Chloe was very aroused. She had not been a lesbian before she joined the Hive, but had always felt that her sister was much more attractive than she was, and the Hive, by its very nature, had expanded her appetites. The sight before her was incredible. Marion's muscular thighs were spread wide, showing her rich forest of pubic hair. She was using one hand to spread her vaginal lips, to give Chloe and her family the best view, and using the other to stimulate herself. Chloe and her family could see Marion working on the tiny bud of her clitoris, on the small pink head of her clitoris, peeking out from her clitoral hood. Marion worked it with one hand, petting it, nipping it, teasing it, caressing it, all in an effort to stimulate her rider to grow, to help it complete its transformation and take greater control of her mind. As she rocked back and forth, her heavy breasts bounced, her nipples proudly erect, her enormous areolas blood red.

Chloe watch her sister's sweaty face, her heavy breasts bobbing, her low moans of pleasure. "You look so beautiful... so sexy," Chloe whispered.

"I... I do?" said Marion, exhausted and confused.

"Yessss!" Chloe whispered, diddling herself harder.

"I will enjoy having you so much," said Chloe. She smiled broadly, her eyes filled with an alien light.

"Having me?" Her own sister? Marion was dismayed, but suddenly something radically changed in her mind, like a switch being activated, and her dismay was replaced with pleasure, pleasure and an enormous sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

"Chloe!" Marion cried, sitting upright even as she still pleasured herself.

"What is it, Marion?" Chloe asked.

"I... Chloe.... Ah! Aaaaaaaah!" Suddenly Marion realized how good it was to be HiveFlesh. How her rider loved her so much! How serving the Hive was her highest calling! How her body was made for reproduction!

And then, without any warning, Marion came! Marion cried out and rocked back and forth on her ass, her breasts heaving, and found herself smiling with joy. Her body was covered with sweat. She was breathing heavily. Her muscles were aching. She felt like she had just run a mile, and she felt good.

Really good.

Marion basked in her post-orgasmic glow. Even as Chloe and her family clapped and cheered, she smiled back at them proudly. And then she felt it. On her back. She knew what had happened without looking. Her rider had matured, growing its first golden band. Marion's rider tingled, and grew warmer, and Marion felt a sudden surge in her mind, and then she knew the truth. Her rider loved her. It cared for her. That realization flooded her head like a ton of bricks. She no longer thought of it as a parasite. It was a part of her, her very best friend.

"Congratulations, dear," said Chloe, coming close and giving her a hug. "I knew you could do it."

"My rider... it loves me," said Marion, basking in a warm glow emanating from her back to all over her body, from her head to her vagina to her toes.

"It certainly does," said Chloe. She gave Marion a firm kiss on the lips which left her feeling dazed. Stephan also kissed her. Michelle hugged her warmly, pressing her titties against hers, and whispered, "Welcome to the Hive, Aunt Marion."

And then Christopher took her in his arms and kissed her as well. "I can't wait to have you, Aunt Marion."

Marion reddened but said nothing. But something had changed; she felt it. If Christopher wanted it, she would have to give herself to him. She felt she could, if the circumstances demanded it, have sex with her nephew, something she had felt incapable of just a few minutes ago.

"All in good time, dear," said Chloe, giving a predatory smile. As they continued to congratulate her, Marion felt something new. A sense of community. Of being part of something larger than herself. It felt so good!

Stephan walked her up to a wall mirror, and Marion turned around. "What do you think?"

Marion saw the gold band around the edge of her rider.

It looked incredible!

"It's so beautiful!" She felt a thrill in her cunt just saying it.

But suddenly Marion's feeling of euphoria was tempered as she saw Chloe open a black bag, and pull out what looked like a green snake with glowing eyes. It hissed.

"Chloe, what is that?" Marion asked, scrambling backwards.

"It's your branding, dear," said Chloe.

"Branding?"

"It's time for you to receive your Hivemark." She turned to her children. "Show them, dears."

Christopher and Michelle were all grins as they removed each other's clothes. They even gave each other a quick kiss as they pulled down their respective undergarments. When they were done, they turned and faced Marion.

Christopher's penis was already erect. On the head of his penis Marion saw a glowing green symbol. Michelle smiled and spread her legs, and Marion saw a similar symbol, just above her pubic folds.

"You're going to put that on me?" said Marion.

"You must be marked by the Hive," said Chloe. She handed the snake to Michelle, and walked over to Marion and slowly caressed her breasts. "Didn't it feel good to have your rider mature?"

"Yes," Marion whispered, suddenly feeling the pleasure. Now that her rider was mature, the pleasure she felt was increased by at least a factor of two.

"Doesn't it feel good to be a part of the Hive?" Chloe whispered, her eyes shining.

Marion nodded.

Chloe's hand moved down between Marion's legs. Chloe had touched her there once, briefly, after Marion's rider had first been implanted. She had been dazed, confused, even resistant. But now she just gasped and spread her legs more widely to give Chloe easier access. Chloe expertly started to stimulate her.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah," Marion whispered.

"You like that, don't you?" said Chloe.

Marion nodded.

"Just as you'll like being branded. Ask me for it."

Marion wet her lips. Suddenly she wanted it more than anything. "Brand me. Brand me, Chloe."

"Beg me for it." Chloe's eyes were shining, and her lips were bright red. Her hand worked insistently, giving Marion pleasure but also an increasing tension that needed release.

"Please, Chloe," said Marion. "Please brand me. I want to be marked. I want to be owned. I... I beg you." The ease at which she spoke the words surprised even Marion. It was as if someone else was speaking. She felt the heaviness of her newly mature rider on her back and in her mind. It didn't make her decisions for her, not all of them, not yet, but it was having an increasingly larger and larger role by the minute as it grew more skilled at influencing her mind.

Chloe smiled and led her to the couch. Marion sat obediently. She heard something too soft to hear in her head, and spread her legs widely.

Chloe's smile grew wolfish. Marion was starting to obey her rider!

Chloe smiled. "What a good girl." She took the green snake from Michelle. "Stephan, Christopher, you'd better hold her arms."

Marion watched as the men each grabbed one of her arms. "What is that for?"

"It's important you don't move," said Chloe. She put the snake between her legs. It started to slither upwards.

Doubt and fear started to bubble in Marion's mind, to an extent that even her rider couldn't control.

"Chloe... please....."

"You're going to look so sexy," said Chloe, watching the alien snake wind its way up to her pubis. "Soon you will be marked as one of us forever and ever. You will be so proud of your Hive Mark that you will only wish you had it sooner." Marion, held firm by Stephan and Christopher, felt completely helpless.

"Please," Marion said again, as she saw the snake coil around her vaginal lips, looking for the right spot. With her legs widely spread, the target was clear.

The snake gave a mighty hiss, and Marion screamed, even before the snake bit down. Then her cry turned from panic to pain and she almost blacked out.

In seconds it was all over. "Open your eyes."

Marion complied. The snake was gone. So was the pain. Her arms were free. She looked down at her pubis. She had a glowing green symbol now. "What... what does this mean?"

"That you are Hiveflesh," said Chloe, extending her arms. Marion got up and hugged her. The hug turned into a kiss. "Welcome to the Hive, dear," said Chloe, giving her another kiss. She looked into Marion's eyes. "You are now marked as the property of the Hive forever. How does that make you feel?"

"I love belonging to the Hive," said Marion automatically. "I love my new slave mark." Slave mark? How had she known to call it that? And why would she want a slave mark? But even as she thought the words, her rider rewarded her with a jolt of pleasure. Slave. Marion shivered. She looked down at the glowing symbol above her vaginal folds. It glowed a bright green color. She gently caressed it with her fingertips. The pain was gone now. There was only pleasure.

"Is it done?" Marion asked.

"No," said Chloe. "You've only just begun."